'and what kinda power do you got?' 'man, you know i got soul power!'
this is just a little bit of a corny post that i stole off sanchez who was inspired by eri who was inspired by someone else. so for a while i have been composing my very own secret dream guy in my head. and in one of our many, many, many, many formspring conversations when i was like 'pretty please, can i?' sanchez was like 'dude, you're awesome, of course you can do a dream guy list'. so i was like 'maaaate, being twins with this chick, its the sickest'. so this is me, telling you about my dream guy (that looks a little bit like gaspard), and hoping that somehow, this will make sense to you even the tiniest bit.
the man of my dreams (number one)
watches animated movies and holds me close during the scary bits laughs at the non-sequiturs in the paper and argues about politics he has high cheekbones, and is a bit of a nerd. and is a vegetarian who quotes everything far too much. he will let me borrow his warm jumpers in the wintertime and ill smile when i think of him. and he'll wake me up in the middle of the night, just to take me out to dance in the thunderstorm he plays halo with me and wears silk essendon boxers. and has an undying passion for planes and traveling he listens to pink floyd and marvin gaye has orgasmic abs, green eyes, and dresses in country road. he gives lovely hugs when i need it most, but understands that being alone is lovely. he wont make me, or break me, he will just love me. and in what will be known as 'our weather' he'll be on the wooden verandah, reading his favourite book for the six hundred and twenty third time with a cup of fairtrade coffee in a mug that says 'fuck' because we decided, words can be so angry, that they're just a little bit amazing.